By Arcassin Burnham
Look here,
I'm not trying to gain your trust,
I'm not trying to be your friend,
I'm not trying be someone that you could
Lean on and depend,
I'm not looking for this crowd,
I'm not looking for a gf,
I'm not searching for my soul, yet,
And it's not even p.m,
I'm not trying to be your son,
I'm not trying to be your comfort,
I'm not trying to be the one,
I'm like lightning, your like thunder,
And I clearly hate the rain,
And I clearly hate your face,
I don't care who you know,
They could even be in outer space,
I don't care about your jewelery,
I don't care about your clothes,
I don't care about your goals,
That you reached when I was alone,
I could care less if you hate me boy I'll fight you and your buddy,
All the people that has ever doubted me has gotten lucky.
©abpoetry2018
https://arcassin.blogspot.com/2018/03/through-trees-mix-part-3.html